I put it into a sports analogy for him: there are three teams in the league- friends, fuck buddies, and dating, and the fuck buddies roster is full, pick an alternate team
the girls on my floor started fighting over who got to keep the random hoodies that boys forgot in my room after sex
She used my dick as a microphone to sing "any way you want it" I'm in love.
Ok, but If I make this happen, my first born son gets to fuck your first born daughter
Nothing like moscato in your sinuses tobmake your night complete
Fucken Tweens. They smelled like cotton candy and hand jobs my nostrils were offended.
Do you know how to give stiches?
I do not...this text concerns me
Also they do not have any come back to america, i miss my fuck buddy cards at Hallmark.
The only difference is Iv never super glued straws to your nipples.
I probably won't go. Last time I got drunk with those guys I just started demanding people let me touch their beards.Then I mocked everyone who didn't have facial hair.
I slapped him but he didn't wake up. He just nuzzled my head, hugged me closer, and smiled.
I am sure I don't wanna know but I have to ask... Why is there a kiddie pool full of jello in the living room?
Now that you have a boyfriend, can I have my vibrator back?
I threw your vagina at him like a grenade. And sweet Jesus he caught it like a champ
We are totally like Jim and Pam, except ya know, drunk and not together anymore.
Randomize
